Chapter 818 Still angry?

   "What's the cold way?" Chu Heng reached out and touched her forehead, and found that she had a low fever, "I'll go to the doctor."

   "Don't." Ye Muyu stretched out her hand to grab him, rubbing her white and smooth cheek against his neck: "Ah Heng, I don't want to leave your embrace."

   "Good boy, you need to see a doctor to get well if you're sick, and I'll be back in a while, okay?" Chu Heng lifted her chin and kissed her.

  Ye Muyu shrank her head and buried herself in his arms, "Turn off the lights."

   "Ah Yu..." Chu Heng frowned, and when he was about to forcefully invite the doctor, he heard the soft voice of the girl in his arms: "I want to hug you."

   "Ah Yu...do you know what I'm talking about?" Chu Heng felt his whole body was burning because of her words. He already knew that he had no power to resist Ah Yu. Naturally, any word she said could affect him.

   "Turn off the lights." Ye Muyu's lips were white, and her voice was soft, with a hint of softness.

  Chu Heng took a breath, finally agreed, and turned off the oil lamp, and the room was pitch black in an instant.

  Ye Muyu stretched out her hand to lightly touch the man's body, and hugged him again, feeling that her restless soul seemed to have found a harbor, and she felt much more stable in an instant.

  Feeling the temperature in her body, a soft moan escaped from her lips, and Chu Heng hugged her whole body.

  Ye Muyu only felt that the originally cold voice had finally found a source of heat. She put her head on his shoulder, and her delicate brows were lightly furrowed in pain and comfort.

  She felt that all the anxiety, uneasiness, and cold just now seemed to be gone, and she seemed to be covered by a warm light.

  Chu Heng hugged him quietly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

  Hand gently stroked her cheek.

   After about a long time, he lowered his head and found that Ye Muyu had fallen asleep at some point, his red lips were slightly curled up, his eyelids were tightly closed, his small white face was clean, weak and petite.

  He sighed helplessly: "Ayu, you don't care about your husband when you are comfortable, you are really a little villain."

  Even so, he didn't do anything extra, just gently put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

  He went out quietly, and when he came back, his body felt damp.

   He took a warm handkerchief and wiped Ye Muyu's body before he rested.

  Go to bed, and hug Ye Muyu into his arms.

  Ye Muyu seemed to be aware of his existence in her sleep, and fell into his arms, holding his arms tightly again.

  Seeing her subtle movements, Chu Heng smiled, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

   A night without dreams.

  Both are well rested.

  In the morning, Ye Muyu gently opened his eyes, sat up, felt a little cold, and bent down to get the clothes beside the bed.

  Chu Heng opened his eyes when he heard the sound. Seeing this, he sat up straight away, his voice still hoarse: "I'll do it."

   "Ah, no need, I'll do it myself." Ye Muyu blushed when she heard his voice, and got up to get the clothes regardless of his answer.

  Chu Heng had already stood up and got out of bed.

   "Ayu, what's wrong with you?" Chu Heng frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Are you still angry?"

   "No." Ye Muyu lowered his head and didn't look at him while putting on his clothes.

  Chu Heng looked at her for a while, especially the crimson ears. Thinking of what happened last night, he somehow understood, and tentatively asked, "Ah Yu, do you hate me?"

  (end of this chapter)